Everyone fell silent. A proper hacker organization would definitely charge a high price, and as students, they were all strapped for cash.
However, some fans knew about Xianxian. She often showed off luxury cars and mansions on Weibo; she was definitely a little rich lady.
Soon enough, Xianxian replied in the group chat: "One case costs 100,000 yuan. Even if the surveillance videos were maliciously deleted, they can be recovered through technology…"
Shi Qingqing was lurking in the fan group chat. She was just an insignificant middle schooler, unable to do much apart from playing the pawn at the forefront.
At that moment, the backend notified her that Chongchong was online.
Shi Qingqing's eyes lit up. She immediately opened the private chat—"Wuwuwu, Chongchong, you're finally online! Do you know that our Xianxian is being bullied to death?"
The other party sent a "pat-pat" emoji package.
Shi Qingqing's nose twitched, and tears nearly streamed down her face.
